Page 20 of Ensnaring Their Rabbit

As Reeve’s canines locked in the groove between Brynn’s shoulder and neck, our omega’s teeth clamped down on my shoulder. It wasn’t a mating bite–I was pretty sure it didn’t work that way with rabbit shifters–but it felt just as important, and I held him tight as he rode wave after wave of pleasure from Reeve’s bite and his knot locking him deep.

I didn’t mind at all that Reeve got to claim him first. It was only right, he was my Alpha as much as he was Brynn’s. I’d get my chance.

Brynn panted as he finally unlatched from my shoulder. I gently fingered over the marks, wishing it wouldn’t heal. His pupils were dilated and heavy with lust as he looked at me. “Bite me, Riven.” Despite his heavy lids and his shaking limbs, I could feel how much Brynn meant it, how much he wanted it. I thumbed his cheek with a soft smile.

“Where would you like it, baby? Underneath Reeve’s? Or right here? I threaded my hand between our bodies and squeezed his upper thigh, close to his groin. I wouldn’t lie, I hoped he picked his throat. I wanted both our claims to be where the world would see, but I could understand why he might not want that, and the idea of having my mark over that erogenous zone was sexy as fuck.

But Brynn shook his head. “Under Reeve’s. If I’m doing this, I’m doing this. I’m not hiding you. You are both my mates, and everyone can deal with it or shut the fuck up.”

I grinned, thrilled that our mate was feeling well enough again that he could be sassy. Part of me felt like all of this was wishful thinking. We were still stuck in this place, with no way out. The prison still planned to sell Brynn like he was a plaything, not a living, breathing person who deserved love and respect. I couldn’t think of a way out of it at all, and it felt hopeless. But at the same time I wanted my mark on Brynn. I was so proud to call him my mate, and no matter what happened or how long we had together, I wanted that.

My canines extended, and with one last check in with Brynn, I bit down, my teeth sinking in right below Reeve’s. Fireworks burst inside me as little sparks of electricity shot up and down my veins, the connection literally coming to life one neuron at a time. I held Brynn tightly, as both our bodies shook. I could feel another set of hands on me, Reeve’s, holding us both steady and helping to stabilize the connection.

It was overwhelming and overstimulating and absolutely fucking amazing. Brynn looked a little shell shocked as I retracted my canines and licked the wound to heal it. Not that I blamed him, getting the one sided connection was…a lot. It must’ve been damn near mind blowing to have to experience it twice.

Tears ran down Brynn’s face, but through the connection I could tell they were happy tears, and maybe a little overwhelmed, which again, same. And wasn’t that wild? I could feel his emotions, at least a little bit.

It was different from what Reeve and I felt. We’d always been very attuned to each other. If one was hurting, the other would always know. But it was more intuition with Reeve. I couldn’t physically feel his emotions. But Brynn, holy fuck, I could. It would take a while to get used to, but I would never take advantage of this amazing gift.

I wasn’t sure how long the three of us just laid there on top of each other, processing and struggling to get our breath. Reality had to hit eventually, though. The cum was drying to my skin and getting uncomfortable, and it was enough to remind me of the situation we were in.

The guards hadn’t entered yet, but they were probably only waiting until Reeve’s knot went down before they’d try to drag us out of here and take Brynn from us. My canines descended again, all on their own at the thought. Both Brynn and Reeve looked at me, sensing the change in my mood.

“We need a plan. They’ll be in here soon.”

Brynn’s eyes widened with fear. “They want to sell me.” We were all keeping our voice low, hoping they couldn’t hear us, “There’s a buyer already. They’re hoping I’ll be stable enough for them to pick me up and be long gone before I start getting sick from the separation.”

Matching growls rumbled from Reeve and I. “That’s not fucking happening.”

Brynn rested his head on my chest, looking exhausted. “How?”

Reeve shifted. “I…have an idea. It’s a fucking bad one, and we might all end up dead, but it’s the only one I got.”

I looked at my brother. Despite having one of the most amazing moments of our lives, I’d never seen him look so stressed or unsure. I gave him a slight nod, letting him know I was in no matter what the plan was, I had his back, always and forever. Relief flashed in his eyes.

Brynn shrugged, “Better than the absolute jack shit I have. If I’m going to end up dead anyway, I’d rather do it fighting.”

I growled, unable to help myself. I didn’t like him talking so casually about his own death, but Brynn just patted my chest and smiled softly.

“What’s the plan?”

“I know I’m asking a lot. But you’re just gonna have to trust me. Follow my lead, and stay with Riven no matter what.”

I didn’t fucking like it, but I got why Reeve was being cagey. Who knew what they could hear?

It didn’t take nearly long enough for Reeve’s knot to start to deflate, and I felt Brynn wiggle as my brother’s cock slowly slipped from his body.

We didn’t get up though. It was through some unspoken agreement that we would stay just like this, covered in sweat and cum and wrapped in each other until the moment the fuckers try to drag us away.

Eventually there was commotion outside the door, and we all tensed waiting for it to open. “Hopefully they don’t just tranq us from the get go,” Reeve whispered, his hands tightening around Brynn, “then this whole plan will be dead before it begins.”

I swallowed around the lump in my throat. It was a real possibility that’s exactly what would happen, especially how I reacted last time they tried to take him away.

Voices raised on the other side of the locked door. “Mr. Laurent, I didn’t expect you for another hour. Did you not get my message?” That was the fucking warden, and he sounded stressed, even if he was trying to hide it. Honestly, his involvement felt like the biggest betrayal. I didn’t like the asshole, but he’d always seemed kind of fair. He never got involved in the games the guards liked to play with us and had even punished some of the guards when they got completely out of hand. But apparently that was all just a big show, because he was out here selling omegas. Guess I really shouldn’t be surprised, he was the one who approved the fucking hunts.

“Oh, I got your message, but my time is important, Mr. Hollinger, and I have a flight to catch. You promised me an omega. Were you lying to me and wasting my time, or can we do business?”

Brynn flinched, and we both instinctively wrapped our arms around him tighter. I didn’t know what Reeve’s plan was, but it better not entail me letting Brynn go for one single second. The bond was too new, too fresh, all our emotions too close to the surface, bouncing wildly around the bond. I would probably go berserk if I lost hold of our omega, even for a short time.

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